Poem by Robert Lee Frost

Revelation

We make ourselves a place apart
Behind light words that tease and flout,
But oh, the agitated hear
Till someone really find us out.

’Tis pity if the case require
(Or so we say) that in the end
We speak the literal to inspire
The understanding of a friend.

But so with all, from babes that play
At hid-and-seek to God afar,
So all who hide too well away
Must speak and tell us where they are.

1. The Peaceful Shepherd
2. The Bonfire
3. The Pauper Witch of Grafton
4. For Once, Then, Something
5. A Servant to Servants

Edmund Gosse Revelation ("INTO the silver night")

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